Symbiosis
The dusk arrives as a hesitant guest,as an April sigh in May, stirring updust between Kant and Shopenhauer.The aged librarian sneaks slowlythrough the corridors telling gueststo leave before they turn […]
Category Archives: the aged librarian
No Thieves in the library at night
At dusk the librarian anticipates the nightand gets ready to to close the doors;he walks the halls, making surethat every visitor and thief have left,and as shadows travel in his […]
Phoenix
Cagedin solitude, moon-less and lost the ancient librarian shuffles on slippersthrough layers of dustin the limitless librarysearchingfor a final believable apparition in the pulp-fiction-platitudes left in the wakeof the righteous book-burning youths,who claimed that […]
The librarians in Babel
This being human is being a visiting custodianin the library of Babel (that many call the universe); this being human is searching for a pattern in the garbled nonsenseof scattered syllablesstacked in endless […]
A keen edge
On the precipice of duskonly the librarian can see the keen edgeof lost luciditybecause the nightis infinite, insistentinsatiable, a brutedevouring sanity and sensescribbling wacky verses on the bedroom walls. That’s why the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 